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She made her way, convincing herself that on an island she could not get lost, to rise the land, climbed its littered slope, and found herself standing by a minute pond. Bubbles of marsh gas or beaver breath rose lazily form its blacks depths. She looked up and saw a pair of goshawks high in a tree. She wished it were warm enough to swim (Bear, Chap. VII, p. 35).
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